Debra Webb - Broken

“An old enemy of Mia’s father. He must be watched closely.”

“Is this dude dangerous?” Apprehension nudged Ted. He’d never carried a pistol. He owned a shotgun but it hung on the rack inside his truck. Other than the time he’d had to run off that coyote, the rack was where the shotgun stayed.

“Suffice it to say, he’s potential trouble.”

“All right.” Teddy tossed back a swig of his iced tea. “I’ll keep an eye on him.” He could use the extra bucks. Lopez always paid well. Not to mention he liked that the old man trusted him. Besides, spending time watching Mia was no hardship, and Ted had a feeling that keeping up with Reece’s comings and goings would probably include seeing a lot of Mia.

“Do not underestimate Reece,” Lopez warned. “He is not your average Joe.”

Enough already. “Got it. I’ll use extra caution.”

“Contact me if anything changes.” With that, Lopez severed the connection.

Ted tucked the phone into his pocket and dug into his supper. The gravy on his chicken-fried steak had turned cold but he wasn’t wasting good money or good food. It ticked him off that Lopez had harped on just how special Reece was. Lopez should know by now that Ted knew how to handle himself. This wasn’t the first time he’d taken care of unwanted attention on Mia’s behalf.

He could handle this. Easy as the cherry pie he was going to have for dessert.

Lincoln Reece had better watch himself.

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